Linda

[lookingthroughyou]

Really. I don't know..."All things must pass" seems like a good anthology of it.

I like to think of it as..when you die...you become part of everything. cause that would be cool. like your spirit just sort of becomes dispersed among the flowers and wind and stuff.

Does that sound crazy? Probably. That's just my theory.

[Emma]

No, that actually sounds lovely. I'd like to think that's what happens too.

[CrowDish]

Actually, that's what I've always kind of thought too, although I think a number of different things and always contradict myself. But that one's always been my favourite, partly because it sounds like a nice thing to happen to me, and also because it's really nice to feel the wind on your face and have some kind of vague notion that it's your loved ones, y'know?

[Emma]

Oh, yes, very much so. Honestly, of all the things I can think of for what happens, that's definitely my favorite.

[lookingthroughyou]

Yeah. just to be one with everything.

Teehee. that's totally the influence of the beatles.

[Mindy]

*wipes tears* Okay I'm not crying that bad anymore.

Whew, today is a crying day.

That was so beautiful. I bet Paul wrote that, not said it, he writes so beautifully, and speaks so ... I don't know.

But I don't know what to believe happens when you die. That theory sounds beautiful, sometimes I like feel the prescence of the step dad, which is weird and only happens in my mom's room. But I just feel he's there making sure we're all happy and keeping his promise to my mom. But when he's not in my mom's room, I'm not sure where he is. Probably 'up there' watchin' some game on tv.

But honestly, I don't know what to think about death and I don't know how to react to it either. So I laugh and make jokes. I'm horrible.

I miss Linda.

[Emma]

Oh, I react to it badly too. I don't cry, I don't really do anything. Some people have accused me of acting numb toward it. I'm not, I just don't express how I feel in a way that's visible to others. And I make jokes, too. Later on, when it's settled in. That's definitely a big defense mechanism for me.

[CrowDish]

See, I'm the exact opposite. Ever since my cousin died, just the mention of a young person dying, even someone I don't know, will often set me off crying in front of everyone. There's a kid at my school whose brother got shot a couple months ago and I've cried over that a few times. I'm friends with the kid now.

Here's another thing I think, going alone with the whole idea of your soul being distributed: I think that a little bit of everyone's souls is given to everyone else's who is still alive, to help them along and keep them strong in life. It's possible that the only reason I think that is that it's so comforting - like, my cousin and Ray's brother and John and everyone, they're all part of me now, y'know? I'm not sure how well I'm describing it but... it makes me feel a lot better.

[me]

Oh Crowdish I've got the same thing. Even with strangers. I just can imagine what pain they're feeling.

A couple of weeks ago I was watching the Linda McCartney movie. (I don't know if that's the real name of it, but it was about Linda and Paul, till she died and what the cancer was doing to her and her family) That was sooooo sad. Though I've seen it before and I knew what was going to happen...I still cried


I like the way you're thinking abou giving a bit of your soul to everyone who's still alive.

[lookingthroughyou]

yeah...your soul sort of becomes one with everything...including people, and...yeah.

I've never eally had anyone close to me die, except when I was like seven, and it didn't make any impact on me. I didn't realize. But when my guinea pig dies or whatever, I cry. I really don't know...I haven't had enough experience to know.

[Mindy]

It sucks. There's no other way to describe it for me. It just sucks.

[nothingisreal2]

lookingthroughyou said:

In the end, she went quickly with very little discomfort, and surrounded by her loved ones.
The kids and I were there when she crossed over. They each were able to tell her how much they loved her.
Finally, I said to her: "You're up on your beautiful Appaloosa stallion. It's a fine spring day. We're riding through the woods. The bluebells are all out, and the sky is clear blue.''
I had barely got to the end of the sentence, when she closed her eyes, and gently slipped away.

Aww. That part made me cry.

I have a few of Linda's photography books, and they're AMAZING...I have a few more things to say to do w/ this thread but I have to get off.

[Mindy]

I'm such a big Linda fan and I don't own any of her photography books and only have seen a little bit of her photos. I really want one.

[Polly]

Linda was a good woman and Paul loved her so dearly. My heart broke for him when she died.

I'm not really a big Heather fan either. It's not so much her youth, it's just something... something... I don't know, about her that bugs me. But who cares what I think, Paul loves her, he's happy, right? She helped him to heal. That's all that matters, right?

[nothingisreal2]

Polly said:

I'm not really a big Heather fan either. It's not so much her youth, it's just something... something... I don't know, about her that bugs me. But who cares what I think, Paul loves her, he's happy, right? She helped him to heal. That's all that matters, right?

YES! EXACTLY! I'm not quite sure what it IS about her that bugs me. It's not her looks or anything, she's beautiful too...but...gah, I can't explain it. But if Paul's happy, it's all good. ;D